Konoha: After seven years of cheating Itachi dressed as a woman, Obito came to find me.

never mind!

Since this is the decision made by Senior Kakashi!

Following in the footsteps of Senior Kakashi...it should be right!

and......

Haruko looked like she really wanted him to do this too, didn't she?

Then fight!

"Haruko, what you said...is correct."

A suddenly stood up, silently came to Kakashi's side, and carried Kakashi on his shoulders.

"As long as I go back, no matter what, my lord's pursuit of Kakashi and Haruko will definitely not stop."

"I hope . . . when something like that happens again."

"I, can stand by your side!".

Well, it's on the shelves at 18:[-]

Before I knew it, it was on the shelves.

Everything seems to be the same as yesterday, from the first word typed to the moment it is about to be put on the shelves.

however.

The life of a book does not start when the author begins to create the first word, but when the first reader reads, the content reverberates in the mind, thinks, rises and falls, and drives emotions. He is the real beginning Come alive.

So when is it time to die?It's not that the author ends and stops writing, but that there is no one to watch it, and no one knows how to be silent, so it's like dying.Mr. Lu Xun said that some people may be dead, and some people are dead, but they are still alive.

Dreams give me the motivation to move forward. Even in the dark, I can still feel my way forward.But with loneliness and lower and lower data, I became uneasy and confused, whether my path is right, whether my dream and persistence are right.

But I think there will always be light. I continue to code and move forward with difficulty, and slowly reach the stage of being put on the shelves.Maybe after it is put on the shelves, the data will get better, and many people will watch it.I don't ask for tips or anything, I just want a lot of readers, readers who explore the world of the story with me.

Whether my road can go on, whether the dream we insist on is right.After thinking for a long time, I stopped halfway through the testimonials on the shelves. I suffered from insomnia for many days, and finally, after tossing and turning, I made up my mind to try it out and see if there are many people who support me and want to hear the stories I tell. .

When creating, I always feel that the time is very slow, and the increase in the number of words is also very slow.But before you know it, so much time has passed, and it has reached the shelves.When I think back to the beginning of this book, it seems like yesterday.

After working for a day, with a tired body, I continued to code, conceive, and create.It will be very tiring, but it will be very comfortable, the comfort in my heart.Looking up at the night outside the window, it was silent but peaceful.

Looking at the dark nightclub and thinking, maybe there are many people like me dragging their tired bodies to create at this time, you may find it unbelievable and crazy.But this is a hobby, a hobby.

different from work.

It's no different from the heavy tasks every day. You can use experience to reduce the working hours, then take out your mobile phone, swipe small videos frantically and wait for get off work.

That seems to be living for work.

Writing is a magical thing.

I clearly know that I can’t type during working hours, which is a violation of work discipline, but I still want to continue typing with the excitement and excitement. I don’t dare to go too fast, for fear of being exposed or attracting attention.

But what really got me hooked was the amazing comments from the comment section, which I often dare not read.

How to describe it?The literary talents are brilliant, unconstrained, insane, and penetrating.

Next, take it.

I write novels not for money or fame.

The main thing is that I don’t have that ability, I can only revitalize culture and carry forward tradition...

In this era, the novel develops rapidly, and many people fall into the sea of ​​kings and suns, struggling to move forward.There will always be failures, and there will always be people who say it was a waste of time.But I don't think this is, this is what youth should do, to sweat and chase the distant starlight.Many years later, I may fail, but I think back to the beginning, let me choose again, I will still choose to fight in the sea, the scenery and experience along the way are what I don’t want to lose, and this is the most important treasure wealth.

Then about the update.

There are always big guys who feel that the update is slow, but...that is actually the limit.

Although I have tried ten changes before, and I almost made it, but in fact, I dare not do it again because of the hidden dangers that have arisen.

Typos, wrong words, and wrong tone are all secondary.

The key is that when the brain is gradually confused, what is brought about by forced codewords can only remain chaos.

It is equivalent to using two chapters to type half a chapter.

Therefore, do your best to ensure that the five shifts and the addition of shifts every day will flow smoothly. This is a decision made after a long consideration.

Guaranteed five changes, and plus changes.

Having said so much, please click a subscription, after all, it is not easy to write a book.

The subscription on the first day is related to whether I can get a recommended position, so please support me a lot.

Thank you all readers here.

ps, the above are all nonsense, please make a first order, thank you.Because the listing was a bit sudden, there is no way to save the manuscript.

But tonight, the author will fight until the last bullet, and will not stop until the state is beyond control.

Duck! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! .

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Chapter 64 Obito Comes Again (1 more subscription required)

"Obito, that little Uchiha girl last time was in trouble!"

"But it doesn't look like life-threatening, do you want to go and have a look?"

"She's in Konoha Hospital now, with Hatake Kakashi!"

A dark corner of the ninja world.

With his weird tone, Bai Jue shared his information from his special spore avatar to Obito.

In the darkness, a scarlet suddenly appeared.

"When did it happen?"

With a low voice, Obito asked coldly.

"About... two hours ago?" Bai Jue replied after thinking for a moment.

"When I went, they had almost finished fighting Root, and the little Uchiha girl was treating Kakashi."

"And then...they went to the Hokage Building, I don't know about the rest."

"Six Thirty"

Roots, Fighting, Healing, Hokage Building.

Accustomed to catching sensitive words from Baijue's weird tone of voice, he quickly found the point.

"Also, that little girl is already Anbu, and now Kakashi's subordinate."

Bai Jue added again.

Obito's eyes suddenly sank.

Has that girl already entered ANBU?

"Anbu...Danzo..."

"It seems that the nearest Konoha is a little more comfortable."

Knowing Konoha's hypocrisy, Obito already roughly guessed what happened.

Only when one falls into the darkness can one truly see and capture the darkness.

In the past, he yearned for beauty, naively wanted to get everything from everyone, and became Hokage.

It seems so ridiculous now...

Naruto, it's just a false lie.

The obsession with power makes people in this position full of hypocrisy.

Even that simple and kind person.

In the end, under this vortex and game of power, it can only be reduced to a pool of loess...

"How's Uchiha Itachi doing recently?"

With a sneer, full of disdain for Konoha's hypocrisy, Obito asked coldly.

"It's... quite hard work." Bai Jue replied.

"I'm going to take part in the Chunin assessment soon, and it looks very sure."

"It's just that his two teammates are not very good... Obito, you have to help him!"

Obito shook his head.

He has helped Itachi open Sharingan, the key to darkness.

Doing too much will only backfire.

However, Obito still stood up and put on his new mask.

"Let's go, go to Konoha to have a look."

............

Konoha Hospital.

Hatake Kakashi woke up slowly, and what caught his eyes was the bright moonlight.

And the girl sitting by the window, flipping through the scroll silently, with the knife that the girl carried with her beside her.

A breeze blows.

Pulling the girl's hair, the girl smoothed that strand of hair to the back, looking so natural and quiet.

Quiet girl, quiet knife.

Everything is so beautiful.

Kakashi's eyes widened.

The last and deepest scene in his memory, he clearly saw that the girl had been buried by rubble!